Cordelia/Sully C-S

C-Support
Cordelia: …
Cordelia: Just a little bit to the left and…
(throwing sfx)
Cordelia: *smiling*
Cordelia: Wait…
Cordelia: *frowns* Damn. So close to a bullseye.
Cordelia: *sigh*
Sully: Still at it, huh?
Cordelia: *wounded, sweat* Wh-why Sully! I didn’t see you there!
Sully: Har! I’m about as subtle as a stampede, so you must have been really into it.
Sully: But you always are, ain’t you?
Cordelia: Naturally. The more you train, the stronger you get.
Sully: Or the more tired you get.
Sully: Come on, Cord. Turn it in for the night. Everyone’s asleep but the moon.
Cordelia: I’ll be back in a few minutes. I just need to…
Cordelia: *throws, miss SFX*
Sully: Swear to all seven hells. It’s like I never see you not training.
Cordelia: That's ludicrous. I could say the opposite for you.
Sully: *wounded* Like hell you could. I train my ass off, you just don't see it.
Cordelia: (Hah, and yet...)
Sully: What’s that, hmm?
Cordelia: I didn’t say anything.
Sully: Pssh, you thought it. I can tell.
Sully: Think that’s the first smart-arse thing you’ve ever thought in your life.
Cordelia: *angry* You are simply unbelievable, Sully.
Cordelia: The only time I ever see you is when you’re stumbling back from some alehouse.
Cordelia: Oftentimes, a woman on your arm.
Cordelia: Can you blame me for wanting to stay away from your tent?
Sully: Oh ho ho, Little Miss Perfect’s getting an attitude with me now?
Cordelia: Little Mis- I swear to the Gods, I’d love nothing more than to-
Cordelia: ...ahem. That is to say,
Cordelia: Perhaps you’d like to prove me wrong?
Sully: Har!
Sully: Like I’ve a damn thing to prove to you and the stick up your arse.
Sully: But I think I can make this fun.
Sully: Like this- when you’ve got time, I wanna spar.
Sully: You pick the when, the where, and the how.
Sully: You win, I’ll train with you, even at this unholy hour.
Sully: But when I kick your arse, you’re going to the pub with me.
Sully: Maybe you’ll see why I’m the best ladykiller in the Shepherds.
Cordelia: Really? That’s your wager? I swear...
Sully: What, you’ve never had fun in your life?
Cordelia: What? Yes! Yes, I have! I’ve had various types of fun!
Sully: Good. Then it'll be no problem, aye?
Sully: Bring it on, and I'll be sure to give you a good time.
*Sully leaves*
Cordelia: Not if I give it to you first!!!
Cordelia: Sigh… that blasted woman.

B-Support
Sully: See? What did I tell you?
Cordelia: *wounded, sweat*
Sully: I'll wait until you catch your breath for you to declare me the victor.
Sully: Well, if your pride allows for it.
Cordelia: …
Cordelia: *neutral* Congratulations, Sully. It appears that I've misjudged you.
Cordelia: You clearly know what you're doing with a spear.
Sully: Hah! I've heard that my whole life. At least you admit it.
Cordelia: …
Cordelia: I should go. Feel free to pick me up at a later time.
Cordelia: *wounded* For your… tavern… thing.
*Cordelia leaves*
Sully: What the hell was that?
Sully: Not right, that's what it was.
*scene change*
Cordelia: *wounded, sweat*
Cordelia: I'm so sorry…
Cordelia: I truly am trying, but…
Cordelia: *sob* Why did you pick me?
Sully: Cordelia.
Cordelia: Oh! S-Sully!
Cordelia: Congratulations again on… victory, and…
Sully: …
Cordelia: …
Cordelia: It's not what you think.
Sully: Oh yeah? Try me. And make some space on the cot, will ya?
Sully: If you wanted to hide, you shouldn't have picked your OWN tent.
Sully: There. Much better. Now, what's wrong?
Cordelia: It's silly. I hate to have bothered you with it at all.
Sully: It probably ain't. I don't know much but I know you've been through a lot.
Sully: Makes sense that it's a lot to carry.
Cordelia: ...when they gave their lives for me, my fellow knights…
Cordelia: I was told it was because they wanted to conserve my talent.
Cordelia: They… gave their lives because of it. My promise. My skill. My abilities.
Cordelia: I’m meant to be their
Cordelia: And if I can't even win a simple sparring match when all I do is train…
Cordelia: *sob* I know it's silly, I know.
Sully: Hey. Don't put yourself down like that, okay?
Sully: Doesn't matter how nonsense it sounds, you're still feeling it, and you got a reason to.
Sully: I'm real sorry that it happened at all. It ain't much to offer, but...
Sully: You're too hard on yourself, you know?
Cordelia: Do you think so?
Sully: Damn straight.
Sully: Just because you're the last to survive doesn't mean you gotta be perfect.
Sully: They saved you because you were young and hardworking, and you still are.
Sully: *wounded* Certainly see why you were training so much, though…
Sully: Sorry I didn't get the full weight of the legacy you were carrying.
Cordelia: *sniff* It's quite alright, Sully. I try to keep it to myself.
Sully: Well, either way, I'm keeping my nose out of your training business.
Sully: *grin* Though you still owe me one of your nights. Maybe after we finish marching.
Cordelia: Ah, yes… fair is fair, after all.
Cordelia: I'll be sure to do my best.
Sully: Pssh. Don't worry. Just be there, and the rest'll sort itself out.

A-Support
Cordelia: *smile* I'd say that went over well.
Sully: *wounded* Don't remind me.
Cordelia: Oh? Sulking by the fire now?
Cordelia: Is it now your turn to suffer defeat in your area of expertise?
Sully: Hey, having a good time ain't anything like a spar.
Sully: Think treating it like a thing you can win is the wrong way to go about it anyways.
Cordelia: *sweat* Y-yes. I can see that.
Sully: …
Sully: I just don't know how you do it.
Cordelia: If it helps, neither do I! It just… happens, I suppose.
Sully: Without even trying! All the ladies were fawning over you.
Sully: The hero. The dashing warrior. Like one of those crap romance novels you keep reading.
Cordelia: *wounded* They most certainly are NOT crap, I'll have you know!
Sully: Whatever. Point is, you're a natural. I'm in awe. All hail Cordelia, her stateliness.
Cordelia: *blushing* Are you… jealous?
Sully: *blushing* Hell no! I'm just… perplexed, is it.
Cordelia: I apologize, then, that I don't have answers. In truth, I'm confused myself.
Sully: Cord, you gotta have more faith in yourself. You didn't have to change a thing.
Sully: Me, I emphasize all I can. Get those ladies to see I'm an interesting character.
Cordelia: You do? I didn't see any of it tonight.
Sully: *wounded* Jeez, you don't pull any punches.
Sully: Well, I mostly wanted to see how you did.
Sully: Thought you were gonna light on fire when the first woman approached you.
Cordelia: *blushing* Not for lack of want…
Cordelia: Can't say I didn't enjoy it, though.
Sully: When you're enjoying yourself, it ain't about winning, it's about sitting back and just being.
Sully: I figured you could use that. More than any of us.
Cordelia: *blushing* Well, you have my thanks. Perhaps I'll go with you again.
Sully: Wait, you will?
Cordelia: *grin* Or are you scared I'll take attention off you once more?
Sully: Hah! Not a chance. Give me the right place, I'll run circles around you.
Cordelia: Oh, I thought it WASN'T a competition!

S-Support
Sully: *wounded* …
Sully: Look at you, Sully. You're hopeless.
Sully: Even if she didn't have a thing for HIM, doesn't mean she has one for YOU.
*throwing sfx, miss*
Sully: Gah… ain't you supposed to be the lady killer? Get a hold of yourself.
*throwing sfx, hit*
Cordelia: *angry* What in blazes?! Do you wish to kill me?
Sully: Aah!
Cordelia: I didn't know you could even reach that octave.
Sully: Well you learn new things every day. Uhm… sorry I almost hit you.
Cordelia: I'll survive a near miss.
Cordelia: But look at you. You've been a mess of nerves all day.
Sully: Damn. Is it that noticeable if even YOU picked up on it?
Cordelia: Very funny. I'm going to have to ask you to abstain from practicing.
Cordelia: At least while you're capable of taking out a soldier's eye with a javelin.
Sully: Y-yeah. For the best.
Cordelia: Sully, what's wrong? You haven't been yourself lately.
Cordelia: You've been so serious lately, both in camp and in public.
Cordelia: You never let up training, and in bars you just… seem to sit back and watch me.
Sully: I mean, you've been different too.
Sully: *blushing* D-don't worry or anything, it's a good different, it's just…
Sully: …
Sully: This is stupid.
Cordelia: Tsk tsk. It's like you've told me countless times before.
Cordelia: If it's how you're feeling, it doesn't have to make sense for it to be valid.
Sully: *smile* Heh, thanks…
Sully: *neutral* I dunno. Still feels stupid, though…
Sully: ...okay, so… I've been having, like… romance problems lately.
Cordelia: *blush* …
Cordelia: *smiles* Regarding me?
Sully: ...gods damn my eyes. Nothing gets by you, does it?
Cordelia: You're not exactly subtle, remember?
Sully: See, but that's it, though! That… thing you do!
Sully: Like, you remember what I say. What I enjoy. How I practice. How I fight.
Sully: It's like you've got a special place in your heart just for me, and…
Sully: When I noticed you picking up chicks at all these bars…
Sully: I started noticing those traits in the rest of the time we hang out together.
Sully: Your elegance. Your dedication. Your authenticity. Your beauty.
Sully: And that was it, Cord, I was done for.
Sully: You're ten times the lady killer I ever was, Cord. Cause… cause you got me too.
Cordelia: …
Cordelia: I don't know what you mean.
Cordelia: Those words could bring any woman to their knees.
Cordelia: It certainly did with me. Though perhaps I just wanted to hear them.
Sully: Wait, for real?
Cordelia: Heehee, absolutely! No one's ever made me feel more comfortable with myself.
Cordelia: I spend so much time trying to live up to the expectations of others.
Cordelia: I never imagined that I was… good just the way I was.
Cordelia: You made me feel beautiful, feel charming, feel dedicated… and feel valid.
Cordelia: And now I see that those feelings were intentional. So…
Sully: ...
Cordelia: …
Cordelia: Thank you.
Sully: I should be thanking you for that kiss.
Cordelia: Oh, that? Well, I simply couldn't wait any longer. You ARE quite dashing, after all.
Sully: And you act like you don't have any game… I couldn't be a luckier woman.
Sully: We've got a long time for kisses and all, but…
Sully: *blush* I don't see a reason that we couldn't start now.
Cordelia: Teehee! Nor can I, my dear.